Used to have "real" Bull Terrier and he was the softest, most interactive 35kg of muscle (including brain) that you could imagine. Pirate patch, heid like a battering ram. Scared the bejezus out of the Gitanes down here (non smoking brand)

He love playing with kinds and not just before he ate them.

He died of an esophageal tumour and damn near broke my heart.

I never needed to lock my car, just left him in it.

I went through Barcelona and at a traffic light one miscreant tried to distract whilst his mate opened one the back doors. I am sure he shot himself at the same time as he beat Ussain Bolt fro the 100M freestyle (fully loaded Y front division)